Succubus Master
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Chapter 19: Matar’s Abnormality
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 19: Matar’s Abnormality - A cowardly adventurer named Roger is reborn by the God of Chaos, Hades. Offered forbidden power, he must choose whether to serve, betray, or rise against the god—and in doing so, may change the fate of the world.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mind Control Slavery Fiction GameLit High Fantasy Magic Were animal Demons BDSM Torture Polygamy/Polyamory Transformation
It was already evening when Roger came out of the Marquis’s Mansion. He found a random restaurant to eat before returning to the hotel. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Randy and Elfa leading a large group of mercenaries to arm wrestle.
Because gambling and alcoholism can easily lead to fights, Roger strictly forbids them to do so in the headquarter. These people are extremely bored and always think of some weird things to kill time. Arm wrestling is one of their daily entertainment programs.
“Hey, the captain is back.” Randy saw Roger from a distance and waved his hand. “How is it? Didn’t the Marchioness throw you out?”
“I’m not you. I don’t have that chance.”
Randy walked out of the crowd, came over to Roger, and whispered in his ear: “Find some time to see Matar. I think she seems to be worried about something. She looks sick and hasn’t eaten much today.
All I saw her eat was one steak all day. I tell you, this girl usually eats seven steaks, so this is a bit unusual.”
“How do you know it so clearly?” Roger glanced at Randy.
“Are you kidding? I’m the deputy captain. It’s my job to care about the situation of every subordinate.” Randy showed off his golden badge engraved with the statue of Hades, looking very proud.
Because Randy was experienced and efficient, Roger gave him the position of deputy leader after repeated consideration. Randy usually took care of many affairs in the group. He was also a workaholic, and he was very dedicated to every detail of the work in the group. He managed the whole mercenary group in an orderly manner.
“Okay, I’ll go check her out.” Roger responded and walked up the wooden ladder to the room upstairs. Matar was one of his generals, and he couldn’t let her down at the critical moment.
There are several guest rooms on both sides of the upper floor, and a long corridor leads to Roger’s room at the deepest part. Roger specially hired someone to renovate these old guest rooms, and found some handicrafts to decorate them, making each room very warm.
Randy, Matar, Elfa and Lilith each had a separate room, while the new mercenaries had four in a room.
Matar’s room is the second room to the left of Roger’s room.
Standing at the door of Matar’s room, Roger knocked gently. There was no response from inside.
“Martal, are you there?” Roger called out, trying to raise his voice.
Still no response.
“Matar, I’m in?” Roger raised his voice again.
Still no response.
The wooden door was locked, but Roger didn’t care about the lock at the moment. He pulled out the dagger from the sole of his shoe, cut off the lock, pushed the wooden door and walked in.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw a large bathtub. The water inside had already turned cold. It seemed that it was used by Matar for bathing in the afternoon. On the table next to the bathtub were Matar’s spear and black gold dagger, which were shining with a dark luster.
He looked towards the bed. The boots were neatly placed beside the bed, the bedding was in a mess, and Matar dressed in frock like dress, was lying on the bedding, and facing him in a strange posture.
Yes, it was very strange. She supported herself with both hands on the bed, kneeling on the bed like a puppy, with her buttocks raised high, swaying gently. She let out a series of low moans, as if she was enduring some pain.
“Matar? Are you okay?” Roger walked forward cautiously.
“Oooooww ... Oooow ... Oooow...” Matar let out the mournful cries unique to wild beasts, weakly.
Hearing Roger’s voice, Matar turned her head to glance at him, then slowly turned back, as if she had just seen a ball of air. Her eyes were red, and her body was shaking uneasily.